Show THE TROUT BROOK bittan hidden by tall meadow grass that sways with every breeze and running through deep silent pools and under spreading trees now stealing through the quiet ways of solitary wood and now beneath a timbered arch where once the old mill stood across the fields and to the brow where valleys fall away then over beds of shelving rock its waters dance and play and now and then as though in joy of such delightful tun fun it springs into a 4 waterfall that glistens in the sun and eddies round and round about in strange fantastic glee then steadies down and flows away sedately to the sea frank IL I L sweet in st nicholas |